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I love you.Really?

  This morning I read something interesting on 'The Speaking tree' which is a Sunday supplement that comes along with Times of India. Every Sunday,I read almost all articles in this section diligently and I always think and contemplate about what is written. There was an article today by Sri Sri Ravi Shankar (who is a humanitarian, spiritual leader and an ambassador of peace) who founded the 'Art of Living movement.' Among a lot of things he said, what made a deep impact on me were the following words:  "When someone says 'I love you', you ask 'really?' " But when someone says ' I hate you', you don't ask 'really?' One accepts it without question. How true! What a profound observation! What is it about the words 'I love you' that scares most people? Is it so hard to accept that one is loved? Has cynicism seeped so much in, that it seems almost impossible to believe that someone can love us? Is it

Radio Indigo Interview and a Flash fiction contest

A few days back, I was on air, on Radio Indigo Bangalore. It was a nice experience and it was the first time I was inside a Radio station. RJ Shweta is really as sweet as she sounds on the Radio. So is Suresh Sanyasi, their National Head. Radio Indigo plays some awesome music (and my children are all the time listening to Radio Indigo as they get to hear all their 'UK songs'). Embedded above is the audio clip  of the Interview with some interesting visuals and facts. (Thanks to my friend Mayank Mittal for his help and inputs with it. Yeah I do have some awesome friends, I know :-)) There is another contest happening on my facebook page. This time it is a flash fiction of 209 words. I have been getting a lot of requests from blog readers, asking why I am not hosting a contest on my blog.So here is your chance for all who asked! This time it is a flash fiction using the following photo. Check out this link in case you wish to know what flash fiction is. http://en.wikiped

Contradictory I know, but it's true.

  I am a mushy gushy person. Tell me you love me and I will fall for it. I fall for even the corniest lines. I melt easily. Shower me with praise and tell me I am great and I would be all yours. But despite that, I can smell insincerity a mile away and am never easily fooled. Contradictory, I know, but it is true. If I love you, I’d probably write you a hand-written note. Or if I love you a LOT, then I’d probably make a book for you which I’d write out entirely by hand. I’d hug you tight and kiss you  and say  lots of love to you (and mean it too). I am expressive that way. I’d probably paint a picture too. Maybe I’d smother you,  but I’d know when you need your space too. Contradictory I know, but it’s true. And if you did not respond back to me, I’d probably feel really hurt, But you’d be sure to know, the ones I love always do. I’d  just say it, consequences be damned. I’d try to reach out again and again. But if I still came up against a wall, I’d retreat into a shell and it

A fun movie-books-music tag

 A few days back, I was going through some old blog posts of mine and I discovered that I haven't done a tag for very very long!  The tags I used to do back then were fun! But that was before I became a writer/author.Somewhere down the line, my blog became about my writing and I stopped doing tags. There also was a time when I used to visit each and every blogger who left a comment on my posts. But sadly I am not able to do that anymore too.(even though I'd very much like to). So today I decided--what the heck--for old times sake, let me do a FUN tag. I looked around for tags but most were so boring :P (Bleh). So I invented my own tag! :) Here is the tag. Rules: 1.The tag has three parts..Movies,Music, Books/ Authors. 2.Write a movie, book and author with each alphabet of your first name. The book, movie or song should be one that you really liked. If you say why it  matters to you, it would be great! We will all discover new songs, movies and books this way. 3.Tag as man

On writing and the power of words

Click on the picture to enlarge.This is a screen shot of the 'Top Authors' at Flip-Kart . It feels truly amazing to see my name with the likes of  Ruskin Bond, Roald Dahl (totally adore his writing), Meg Cabot and Dan Brown! Today I also got some truly moving mails about my second book. I wept reading some of the mails I got just now and  am blinking away my tears as I type this. I feel so humbled that my writing has touched lives, helped people, spoken to them, moved them to tears, made them laugh, filled hope in their hearts, has taken them to a  different world, inspired them, touched them,infused them,shown them the dark side, surrounded them with hope, love and all things wonderful. I feel so humbled that people look up to me . I truly do not have all the answers--I am simply a fellow traveller, in this journey called life. No-one knows when the final destination will arrive for any of us. For all you know, it could be tomorrow. So, I try to remember that every

Oh, you're at home only.

Among the countless problems which I was prepared to face, after relocating to India from UK (after all, phoren country desi dil and all that) the one that I did not anticipate the least, proved to be the one which bothered me the most—the incessant ringing of the doorbell. In UK, I had my peace, my time, my privacy, my solitude, my art, my writing, my..., my... ,my..---well, you get the picture.   In India, I have my doorbell. It starts right from the morning and continues incessantly throughout the day, every 15 minutes, I kid you not. We live in a home which has four bedrooms , two of which are downstairs and two are upstairs. I work in my bedroom upstairs which compounds the problem of answering the doorbell each time it rings, as I get more than my fair share of a rigorous work out   by climbing up and down which I never intended in the first place. Please note, I said work.   A writer/artist being viewed as a working person seems to be a concept as alien in India, as Lady Ga

Are you so busy for your friends that you don't even notice?

A few days back I had posted the link to  an excellent article  from New York Times,on my Google Buzz which said "Are you so busy for your friends that you don't even notice?" (It is worth reading the article). The article did make me think a lot and I concluded  that when it comes to friendships or relationships, I do  make time for people who really matter. No matter how busy I am (and I have such a lot going on in my life these days, it sometimes feels like a circus without a ringmaster) I always make time for my friends. I do believe it is important. Fortunately for me, I also have a couple of  friends who always make time for me, no matter how busy they are. It also made me think about how the definition of a 'friend' had changed these days, especially with Facebook which seems to have invaded all our lives. I get loads of 'friend requests' on facebook. For a person who takes the word 'friendship' seriously, that can be mildly annoyi